w.atching the w.orld unw.ind

Today's lyric:

"And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive."

The Goo Goo Dolls: "Iris"

Off to deepest S6 (again) for a(nother) meeting. Camp-bed purchase coming up, methinks?

The sponsorship forms for The Moonwalk have arrived, so we're officially "in".

Now, how can I post one up, to tempt you lovely, generous, selfless bloggers/readers to support me?

And also, on the subject of support, suggestions please as to how I should adorn my bra? (yes, everyone - including the blokes - has to wear one).

Sponsor me and I'll post a (discreet) photo. Would the attachment of a couple of soft toys of young dogs (work it out) be just a bit toooo tacky?

Sponsor me heavily and I'll supply photos of the other people* who will be at the event... And if you're willing to supply your address on the form, there's some tax exemption thingy that means that the charity gets more of your dosh (rather than that nice Mr Brown).

Enjoy your weekends, y'all.

* nubile young ladies (who will, of course, have given their consent)

Whaddya take me for, eh?